After weeks of waiting, the day finally arrived. I just walked into my current garage home and laying in the middle of the floor was a small brown box. I already knew what it was but it was strange seeing it laying there. Something I had been obsessed with for years, something which had been a burden for my curiosity. And here it was, packed in a box ready to be opened and discovered.

I tore threw the box, but not like a kid on christmas.

This was something I felt my life was leading up to at that point, so I wanted to treat it with a degree of respect. Told you I was obsessed.

Having seen various pictures of it on the net, there was a strange surreal feeling that accompanied owning one. Picking it up it felt alot lighter than I imagined and the time coils were made out of phone cords. I felt a little disappointed. I started to think maybe I was wasting my time. But before I passed judgement, I had to to at least try it..heck, I hadn’t even fully unpacked the thing!

Next out of the box came the electromagnet. I have no idea what an electromagnet is normally used for by the way. The electromagnet is the brownish-yellow thing in the picture. This part was actually kind of heavy and fun to use. I remember one of the first things I did with it was putting it up next to can of nails and watching all the nails jump around.

And finally, the time travel instruction manual. It was a couple of pages stapled together with all-caps font providing instructions on how to operate the Hyper Dimensional Resonator. I didn’t even need it because of all the reading I had done on the HDR over the years. If anything, the instructions actually made things complicated because they are poorly written and the all-caps font makes it hard to read. Steven Gibbs, if you are reading this please clarify your instructions.

Without going into the specifics of how the machine is supposed to work, I’ll just that it doesn’t work how you think a time machine would. I was shooting for astral time travel and do this with the help the Hyper Dimensional Resonator entailed talking to the machine, asking it what rates are needed to send my astral body to certain space-time region. The thoughts are picked up through the time coils which are worn around your head, the rates are set by two knobs that you turn slowly as your other hand is scratching the rubbing plate of the HDR until your fingers stick to the box. Once you get the stick reaction, you stop turning the knob and do the same for the other one. As far as the switches go, I don’t really remember what they were used for. The electromagnet amplifies the energies of your stomach chakra. Basically, the machine works in conjunction with the energies of your own physical and astral body for the desired effect of time travel. After the rates are set, machine programmed, you basically go lay down and relax..meditate, rest your eyes, etc, until the energies take effect.

To be honest, I maybe tried the whole thing maybe in total about 10 times. Of those 10-ish time, I had one experience that was maybe induced by the HDR. I remember after doing a session with the HDR, I went to lay down to relax and ended up falling asleep. I had a slightly vivid dream where I was transported to an alternate version of Greenville, IL(where I lived at the time)in the year 2003. The current year was 2008, just so you know. Anyway, I was in a parallel universe where it was really hilly, like cartoon style hilly. I’m standing there taking in the scene and then my home ec teacher from High School drives up and says, “I knew you’d figure it out, quick get in!” I get in and she drives me to this skyscraper like building and tells me to climb it. I get out and start climbing. After about half-way up, I can see a bunch of black cars driving up and Men in Black getting out and pointing at me. I feel the need to escape so I run back down the stairs and realizing this is a dream or astral realm I can do things that normally couldn’t, so I jump up and pull of the most amazing flying side kick ever and floor an MIB. I continue dashing as fast as I can away from the tower and towards a rising sun coming up from one of those crazy hills. As soon as I reach the sun, it blinds me and then I wake up.

At this point in my life, this was probably the craziest vivid dream I had that I actually remembered. I don’t count this dream as proof for the HDR and here is why I think so. At the time, I smoked marijuana on a daily basis so that could have skewed my perception a bit..or enhanced if you want to look at that way. Also, the dream could have happened merely because I thought about time travel and the HDR so much that my brain gave me the experience I wanted. Who knows?

After that particular incident, I didn’t really experiment with it that much. I was kinda going through a depression, although at the time I didn’t realize it. I ended up lending it to a friend, and he said he had some experiences with it but I have a hard time taking his account too seriously. His brain was long gone and he was already known to have hallucinations from years of shrooms and lsd. Soon, I moved out the garage and into a house with some other friends and the time machine became a topic piece. It sat in a closet and I ended up selling to someone on the internet for half-price because I needed to pay my share of the rent at the time and didn’t have a job. On a plus, non time travel related aspect of this story. I ended up going to counseling and working through a lot of the depression. I sometimes wonder had I not been depressed, if my results would end up differently? Perhaps one day when I have some extra cash I’ll buy another HDR, or go the DIY route and build one. That’d be a fun project. Electricians on the net say it is really easy to build and the plans to build one can be found online(much like anything else these days)

What did I learn through all this? I learned to jump down rabbit holes is what I learned. From researching this I opened a new world of topics to myself. Philadelphia Experiment, Montauk Project, Tesla, free energy, crystals, meditation, chi energy, some electronics, time travel theories, and a mountain more. Is it a scam? I still don’t know for sure because of some of the people I’ve talked to. My theory on the whole situation is that the inventor is a little nuts, discovered something, something in which he doesn’t entirely understand himself and marketed it. I don’t think he understand its because of the accounts I’ve heard from others don’t line up with his instructions. Maybe it’s all bs, but I don’t care. Be open to new ideas and don’t be afraid of what others think. I spent a good deal of time worrying about what others think. Do what feels right and don’t worry about other’s thoughts. Go have an adventure….and then tell others about it! That’s what I’m going to do!

If you have read all of this, thank you for reading! I enjoyed sharing this part of my life, but let it be known this is not the end. This topic was a springboard into the world of blogging for me. Keep coming back for new adventures! I plan to explore much more and share it with you.

Last blog, I stated I would post copies of emails from some people who claimed to have Hyper Dimensional Resonators. Unfortunately, I deleted those emails awhile back so I am unable to relay the information as it was back then. I’m sorry. That being said, I think I’ll skip a couple of years ahead into the story because after the events mentioned in the previous blogs, nothing outside of emailing and looking stuff up on the internet is worth mentioning.

A few years later…

I am now in my early twenties, working at a grocery store and literally living in a garage with the friend I used to prank phone call Steven Gibbs with. At this point, the HDR, Steven Gibbs, and time travel was all but a tale I would use to show people how “interesting” I was. I made fun of it with people and use it to start conversations…but I still wondered about it. This back of mind sort of curiosity nagged at me until I decided to search the internet for info on it again. There was now more info on the machine, at least two new models of the machine had been designed, more groups and people claiming results. I ended up joining a forum called Timechatter where I started talking to people about time travel again.

The curiosity eventually welled up and I had to do something about it, and this time I could do more about it. I had a job this time around and I had tax return money coming in so I decided to finally purchase the Hyper Dimensional Resonator. I was conflicted about it because I did not want to use my money unwisely, but I just had to know for myself. After getting the money, I called up Steven Gibbs and placed my order for the Hyper Dimensional Resonator. My friend was at least a little excited I think, because he was there for most of this. Another friend of mine was worried about me, because he was afraid I would shock myself or something. Time travel is not something to take lightly..

I was told by Steven Gibbs that my HDR unit would be mailed in a few weeks. He apparently had a lot of orders at the time so it would take him awhile to get to building mine. Dat’s okay, I had waited this long. The weeks leading up to the arrival of my time machine was filled with much work and evenings of marijuana. Yep, I said it. At the time I was an avid smoker and some of these evenings were about pot-induced time travel discussions. Being a Doors fan, I remember once making a comment about going to visit Jim Morrison and Ray Manzarek back in the day because I would have a time machine. This thought made my roommate bust out into laughter followed by a hmm..chin-scratch..maybe. Aside from the that, I was also trying to prepare myself mentally. Because of my interest in the HDR I had found out about the topic of astral projection and self induced OBEs(out of body experiences).

Having tried to induce an astral projection experience without an HDR using the traditional methods without any success, the possibility of having an OBE seemed more possible because I would have techno-shamanic help. Out of body experiences is something that I do believe is possible. By traditional methods, I mean meditation/visualization exercises. I didn’t have results because I wasn’t disciplined in achieving my goal. The HDR was like the big red easy button of astral time travel. I wanted to be ready..because when you think about it, really think about it. Leaving your physical body sounds a little freaky. “What if I die? What if I get possessed by a demon? What if I get lost and can’t get back to my body?” I only know(and not much)this one version of reality. Either way, I would have my answers soon.

Having first-hand accounts of dowsing and what may have been an MIB encounter, I felt my life was becoming increasingly weird..and I enjoyed it. There is a bit of an ego trip when you feel as if your life is becoming like a sci-fi in ways. I’d have daydreams of time traveling to the future, but not 2012..because that was supposedly dangerous. Daydreams of myself from the future coming to give me a mission, or journeying to parallel universes. S’pose I could write stories based entirely off my daydreams..(maybe that’s how fiction writers do it?)

Soon after my sister moved, I began to have regular chats on Yahoo! with a man going by the name CarlosX. CarlosX was in the same group were I met Taog Dibar, the guy who I feel is major influence in what started my research into all this. CarlosX claimed to have an HDR(and he does, he has videos on Youtube showcasing the machine), and he made some pretty big claims. Carlos claimed to have physically and astrally been to the past, future, and alternate timelines.

He told me about the concept of Quantum time travel in which you trade places with one of your doubles from a parallel universe. When worded like that I can’t help but think of Quantum Leap. It was because of Quantum time traveling that whenever chatting with Carlos, you never knew which Carlos you were talking to. He claimed to have Quantum jumped so many times that he was now basically on Quantum time travel auto-pilot with no way to turn it off. I can only assume that in his story that the original Carlos would pop back in to our reality, other wise he would have no way to relay the specifics of his situation. Unless all versions of Carlos were all time travelers with a collective knowledge of each other’s doings and going abouts.

I don’t have experience in time travel, all I can do is speculate. No proof has ever been offered and when it comes to physical time travel, there is always some reason for why it can’t be proved, but only experienced. Knowledge from the future? Not reliable because when you go the future, it is only a possible future because the future is changing all the time. Objects from another time? They deteriorate from losing their “time lock.” Video or camera evidence? Magnetic fields erase film rolls or data from camera. This used to aggravate me so much because there was always a convenient explanation as far why no one can proof that these machines worked. It had to be experienced and on a act of faith as well. The reason I bring this up is because Carlos and a few others would tell these elaborate tales and if someone asks for proof they offer a tiny bit..well nothing that proves anything. They have been a few who have offered some info that I find of use, and these are the people that I have to go out of my way to find and personally email them. Taog Dibar was one of these people. There have been a few others. I think I might still have their email messages, perhaps I will post them and allow the readers to decide for themselves.

When researching time travel, and really anything. Take what the charlatans say with a grain of salt. If you want info, you must go out of way to find the meat. Part of the reason why I stayed with the research for so long was because of a few people who shared their story but only because I personally emailed them. These were people who claimed to have HDRs and were doing experiments with them, but never posted or talked about the results publicly.

For this last part, while not essential to the story, it was a part of it. Being a teenager becoming frustrated with some of the inconsistencies with this whole thing, a friend of mine and myself would periodically prank phone calls Steven Gibbs whenever we were bored. If you try to prank phone call this man, he will call you an alien and not talk to you. *shrugs* While this didn’t help any of the info I was hoping to obtain, it was at the time really fun to do.

Part 4 of this tale begins with my sister and myself deciding to build a time machine from the report I had, The 10th Key to the Riddle of Time. There were a couple of projects to work on. The report detailed how to build a time portal, TA36 Time Antenna, QR7000 Quantum Resonator, and the Space Time Modulator. We decided upon the Space Time Modulator. It was a time machine that was apparently the size of a small pack of cigarettes. And from the standpoint of someone who didn’t know much about electronics, didn’t seem too complicated or expensive to build. From my research on the internet, found that all the parts could be obtained from Radio Shack.

To Radio Shack!

One day after school my sister, her future husband, a friend of theirs, and myself went to Radio Shack to price the necessary items and inquire someone who works there in what else may be needed. Electronic advice is what I mean. None of use knew how to read schematics or knew how to weld if that was necessary. Walking into the store I had a twinge of excitement but felt I had to hide it. My sister’s future husband is a practical man and while he never directly made fun of me for pursuing this, he made comments about how this is a waste of time. (time, lol) This kind of critical attitude is one of the examples why I felt I had to hide what I was doing. I was still only 14 and still cared waaay too much about what other people think. Anyway, walking through the store I found some of the parts while my sister showed a Radio Shack employee the schematics but didn’t tell him what is was for. His reaction to the schematic was something to the effect of, “What..is..this?” He told her it wouldn’t really do anything except complete a circuit. This reaction did not discourage us. We left the store determined to build the Space Time Modulator, no matter what the results.

Shortly after our visit to Radio Shack my sister began to be tailed by black SUVs. Anytime she drove to work and back, she would be followed by a black SUV. She told me she would take a bunch of turns just to make sure she wasn’t being paranoid, and sure enough they were following her. Looking through her rearview mirror, she could see the driver. Blank-faced man in a black suit. We both thought..crap, Men In Black! For those who don’t know of the Men In Black other than the movies. The Men In Black, as the legend goes, are a group of slightly inhuman people dressed in black suits who suppress public awareness of aliens or anything “out there” through the use of intimidation or other means. At the time, we thought the Men In Black were trying to discourage us from time traveling. Whoever was following my sister matched a basic MIB sighting in appearance at least.

The tailing continued for a couple of weeks on an almost daily consistency and that’s all it was. This event may have no connection whatsoever to our time travel endeavors, but it happened and neither of us still don’t know why. Eventually it stopped, and sometime after that my sister ended up hittin’ the road and moved out due to life circumstances at the time. Since then, there have been no mysterious cars tailing her and we never did build the Space Time Modulator.

My research into all matters concerning the Hyper Dimensional Resonator and other time travel related topics continued. Was looking for anyone online who had experiences with this thing and that is whenever I met CarlosX.

Part 2 of this strange part of my life begins shortly after I returned from my summer vacation in Louisiana back in 2000. I almost had got a free HDR from someone in a Yahoo! based time-travel discussion group. I was declined for being a minor..well poop. I was about to begin my freshmen year of High School and my interest in this time machine as well as other “fringe” topics began to increase. I mailed the inventor, Steven Gibbs a letter asking all sorts of questions, and in just a few days I had a response.

My response came in a large envelope and this was very exciting for my young self. I was corresponding with a time traveler! I got a package from a time traveler! I opened the package and what was inside was..not what I expected. There was no letter, or anything even remotely answering any of my questions. What I got was a stack of stapled papers with the title, “Time Travel Catalog.” (Which by the way, this is only response you will ever get from this man if you decide to mail him.) I was a little bummed, but decided to look through the catalog. Inside was of course information on the HDR. Aside from that were Reports you could purchase for about $20 each which detailed how to construct other types of time machines. Apparently, there are MANY ways to time travel..according to Mr.Gibbs anyway. Stuff like Atlantean Crystal Generators and even one on how to build the HG Wells style time machine. He also sold cassette tapes of his times as a guest on the Art Bell:Coast to Coast show and books written about him by author Patricia Ress.

Shortly after I received my time travel catalog, my first year in High school began. During this time I had the usual woes, anxieties, and girl stuff like any other kid in High School with the addition of a then secret to a majority time machine obsession. A few of my friends knew, but mostly I kept to myself about it. I felt it was a strange thing to be obsessed about it. I remember one kid seeing stuff I had written down in my folder commented that I was like Donnie Darko. I did not want to be the weird kid in school, although at the time everybody else was probably worried about everybody else thinking about them.

One night when I had the house to myself, I decided to give the inventor a phone call. I had waited when I had the house to myself because I was worried about what my father would think. The phone rang a couple of times and sure enough Steven Gibbs answered. His voice didn’t necessarily sound crazy, but I always thought there was a sort of strangeness to it. When I had called him, he was actually in the process of building one of his machines. Rolling an electromagnet if I recall correctly. We talked for a bit, told me a story of how one guy used his time machine to go into the past but the machine seemingly didn’t work. Later on this man went to take a bath and at that time, the “energies” took effect and the guy was sent back in time naked. Steven Gibbs had quite a laugh telling this story. He told me a few more stories, which I don’t remember and then he said something about the Christ Consciousness beamed him the information on how to build time travel devices. …………It was at that point that I began to seriously, seriously question the sanity of this man. That statement didn’t necessarily scare me, but I was shocked. Shortly after that, he told me he would not sell me a time machine until I was at least 18. He had a strict policy against selling to minors, but he said I was free to purchase anything else from the catalog.

At this point, or even way before this point most people would have dropped it. However, I did not. A few months later I would come into a small amount of money and would actually purchase a few items from the Time Travel catalog. See ya next time!

Next time: Quartz crystal pendulums(for real this time), the 10th key to the Riddle of time, and Men In Black!

http://www.v-j-enterprises.com/timetrav.html Here is the known interview with Steven Gibbs. Please note that how he obtained the information on how to build time machines is completely different from what he told me in our phone conversation. The story changes at least one other time that I know of too.

Hello everyone! This is the first blog and I don’t have a “first blog..blog” so I’m going to jump right into it!

There is a particular oddity which has kept my interest for most of my life. Back in about the year 2000 I discovered a website which sold time machines. This particular time machine is called the Hyper Dimensional Resonator. Most people would laugh at the website for a little bit, joke about it with their friends for awhile, and then forget about it. For whatever reason, my then 14 old self latched onto the idea of this time machine and the almost now myth like stories surrounding it. I’m not here to try and proof or disprove anything about it, just relating my own personal experiences with an odd obsession I had at the time. Hmmm…I feel a long story coming about, so I may decide to do this in parts.

It all started during the summer of 2000. I was 14 years old visiting my friends in Louisiana for summer vacation. I was surfing the internet, and I don’t remember how I came across it but it happened. It was a black background website with a little customization. The website sold a time machine called the Hyper Dimensional Resonator. It sells for $360 and to this day, the creator Steven Gibbs still sells them. It sounds like a total scam, but it set my curiosity fires ablaze. What if there was more? I began to do web searches on the Hyper Dimensional Resonator. I found a few forums regarding time travel where someone mentioned it, but nobody had answers. Nobody wanted to throw out $360 to find out. Eventually I found a Yahoo! based called the Gibbs group. Most people there joined the same reason I did, to find out if the dang machine worked. Aside from the site discussing astral travel and other out there topics, nobody really had anything to say about the Hyper Dimensional Resonator except for one guy who went by the screen name Taog_Dibar if I recall correctly. The thing about Taog that piked my interest was that he never made claims of the time machine working, and I don’t even think he ever publicly mentioned having one. I was looking to strike up a conversation, just for conversation sake in Yahoo! chat with somebody who wanted to talk about time travel. So I chatted with Taog and I conversation went from time travel, to psychic abilities, karma, his personal life, and then he told me he had a Hyper Dimensional Resonator. I asked the obvious question…”DOES IT WORK?!” He said it did. He said that he had numerous out-of-body experiences induced by the machine and that he had used the machine so much that it had strengthened his own natural psychic abilities to the point where he didn’t need the machine anymore. My interest and excitement very obvious, he asks me if I would like to have it. I said YEAH! And if that wasn’t cool enough, he said he would give it to me for FREE!! That is until he found out I was 14. He decided not to give it to me because he didn’t want to give a time machine to a minor. Who could blame him? You could probably get into a lot of trouble for giving a kid a time machine. Anyway, I was bummed for a bit..totally missed out on a free time machine because of my age. I began do more research and eventually talked to the creator of the machines himself.

Next time: Discussions with a time machine inventor, time travel reports, and quartz crystal pendulums.

Heh, yeah. Well that’s it for now. Come back tomorrow to hear more of this tale.